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Full Tilt Video (MV)




Performed By: Hemlock
Language: English
Length: 2:38
Written by: Matthew Sayers




Hemlock - Full Tilt Lyrics




Everything bulletproof like the pope
The coupe red and white
Campbell soup whip is dope
From the mud no nothing of wealth
Just a newborn here
Tryin to make a name for myself
Hush - youngin dont be all snoddy
This aint a trust fall might catch a body
Own property real estate just a hobby
Bitch I could fit your whole house inside my lobby
Lone wolf wit the roar of a lion
Yall coppin bottles I'm poppin hymans
So sick ya girl sandwich my dick
Well she did say lay that mayo on thick
Just playin we're blowing off steam
Got me so hard my crotch ripped at the seams
Only trust the real for sake of your dreams
Cuz most playin it just as fake as their streams

Full tilt

Words are weapons whole scene is a crime
Covered in green, pockets swimmin in slime
I mean nothing f*cks you harder then time
But girl needs the hymleic gave it to her from behind
Hit the DM, bitch declined
Sit in the BMW reclined
Listen lad no cafe yea teas fine
Drag my bag cross ya face
Taste like tree pine
Whoa
Let it steep
See just takes a minute what I speaks too deep
I'm - such a Joker off the ledge like Heath
No need for pills o' my brain dont sleep
Tunnel vision - bet I can see far
Now its country rap? - keep ya guitar
Just sayin careful do we really need this
Or soon its Migos featuring T-Swift

Full tilt
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Everything bulletproof like the pope
The coupe red and white
Campbell soup whip is dope
From the mud no nothing of wealth
Just a newborn here
Tryin to make a name for myself
Hush - youngin dont be all snoddy
This aint a trust fall might catch a body
Own property real estate just a hobby
Bitch I could fit your whole house inside my lobby
Lone wolf wit the roar of a lion
Yall coppin bottles I'm poppin hymans
So sick ya girl sandwich my dick
Well she did say lay that mayo on thick
Just playin we're blowing off steam
Got me so hard my crotch ripped at the seams
Only trust the real for sake of your dreams
Cuz most playin it just as fake as their streams

Full tilt

Words are weapons whole scene is a crime
Covered in green, pockets swimmin in slime
I mean nothing f*cks you harder then time
But girl needs the hymleic gave it to her from behind
Hit the DM, bitch declined
Sit in the BMW reclined
Listen lad no cafe yea teas fine
Drag my bag cross ya face
Taste like tree pine
Whoa
Let it steep
See just takes a minute what I speaks too deep
I'm - such a Joker off the ledge like Heath
No need for pills o' my brain dont sleep
Tunnel vision - bet I can see far
Now its country rap? - keep ya guitar
Just sayin careful do we really need this
Or soon its Migos featuring T-Swift

Full tilt
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Writer: Matthew Sayers
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